The idea came from a y night with my mate Steptoe, something about riding down to Asia and back through the new Eastern European countries would be a laugh. The planning had been minimal, the channel tunnel crossing and the ferry across the Adriatic had been booked plus the first nights hotel in Milan. Apart from that we didn’t have anything else arranged.

In fact we weren’t even sure who would be turning up due to home commitments. As it was twelve of us turned up to ride to Turkey and back over Easter.

In roughly alphabetical order……

Blowzorn, Paul or Special Uncle Alan, call him anything really, we did.


Bsogri, Brian. Nice bloke from Sunderland, couldn’t understand a word he said.


Darkhorse Dave, biker by day, male model by night.


Floyd, Mike, our token Scotsman.


James Burton, the trips facial cleansing advisor.


Novice, Tom. His forum name needs changing; he’s far from being a novice anymore.


Number 6, Andy. A last minute entry having decided to come the day before we left.


Popeye, Alan. Never saw him eat spinach once although he claimed to of had his first doner kebab while we were away.


Shapeshifter, Rob. Later to be renamed Shitshifter for his prolific toilet usage.


Shep also known as Shep, but we just called him Shep.


Wapping, Richard. Our Tour Dad. When we stood about smoking and chatting, he was running about sorting hotels and ferry tickets.


And me, I was only there for the .


So that was the Turkey Trot entrants, we had a destination and various credits cards so what could possibly go wrong.

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